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If you think about it, we all started as strangers. Two strangers who met each other one night. Two strangers who were seeking the same thing: an answer. An answer to a question they have asked themselves for the past years, a question so deep that no one else ever asked. But when he stared at her that question suddenly had an answer. Whenever she listened to his name, her skin turned red and her heart remembered. All it took was one night for her to fall in love with him. One night, that changed everything. She wanted to be that girl, she wanted to be that girl that stole his heart one night, that girl that was so perfect he doubted her existence. But one thing that will haunt her mind forever; she will never truly know what he thinks of her.

18

There she was, hair down, tight dress and high heels. "18" she smiled at me and I got closer. "18?" I asked. "I'm 18 now". She looked like the kind of girl who didn't belong in a place like this, the girl who stayed home doing homework or reading a book. We were standing in the dance floor, she had this pathetic little way of dancing that made my body weaker with every song the DJ played. I remember seeing her and thinking how could I not meet this person earlier? I remember one time I was with my friends and we were talking about the perfect girl, now that I think of it... she kind of looks like it.

"So I guess this is the end of the story" She said to me while she was getting in her car. I signaled her to open the window. I got closer enough and softly, kissed her. She tasted sweet, our movements were completely synchronized and my heart slowly opened. I smiled at her.

"This is only the beginning" she smiles and gives me a soft kiss, again.